*pulls out her laptop and begins to type...*

May 22, 2012

It's been a hellish week, maybe two. Between the first and second attacks, I have no idea how i managed to survive. I thought he was going to kill me in the pool hall, he nearly did when he left me to bleed out at the wrists. The second time, I barely made it out of there between the popped stitches, broken nose, cut to the back. Now, I'm just kicking back relaxing while on this medical leave. I did get a promotion though, detective. It has a nice sound to it.

Now I sit here after a crazy night of Nick drinking and shooting up. I know his habit is out of hand, but not sure how to get him to detox. I considered having him kidnapped. He'll be pissed, but, maybe it would be for the best. This morning in the cell, we just laid there talking. I think he was serious about another child. It would be nice though, a little girl to dote on.

I have so many things I need to get done this week. Shade had gone missing and with her past raids on a certain house, I wouldn't be surprised if the Phantom of the Opera was behind her disappearance. Maybe I should start warming up to the loons and see what I can find out. I don't think Nick and Heyst will be too keen on me going undercover again in my condition, but if what I've been told is correct, then it seems these injuries could work in my favor....